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The title is the story of myself. Right now I'm rather frustrated with my mother. I guess this sort of thing can be expected as a teenager off and on. We just got done with another one of our monthly arguments. The thing that pisses me off about all this is that I know it's not just me, and I know it's primarily her. Usually I admit my faults willingly - for example, in this situation, I feel that I am angry because of how inconsiderate, selfish, and rude she is being. I am a slave for no one. When somebody asks me to do something, I will do it, providing they ask nicely. I prefer when one asks with "please", and while concluding commends me and tells me "thank you". She did not ask, she simply demanded in a pissy voice that I set the vitamins on the table. First of all, I take 2 of the 18 vitamins. That's 1/9th, or roughly 10% of the labor. I cover 90% of the other work, yet I receive no please, and I receive no thank you? I ran six miles. I'm tired. I think the least I deserve is a little respect and decent treatment verbally around the home. Dinner - be back soon- Now that dinner is over, problems are once again trivial. I've got loads of homework, and I need to get finished. My dad rented Spiderman for us to watch, and I am excited to see it (again). I ran to my friend Adam's house and back to El Molino for a Track exercise today. (It's a four mile total run). It was a fun trip, except for the fact that the hills are on 30 and sometimes even 45 percent grades, they are extremely steep. My calves burned on the uphills, and my feet were on fire on the downhills - nothing but good fun! I saw Mr. Olzman at school today. We had a nice talk. I was wearing the pin from my grandmother's funeral, and a few people asked about it. I was also wearing sunglasses, because it was pretty bright today. Behind my tinted windows I was able to look at things at not be seen. At one moment today, from the corner of my eyes it seemed as though Jenna was looking straight at me for awhile . . . she said nothing, I said nothing - I'm no longer absorbed in her web. Lord . . . I like girls, but they're a pain in the ass. If I have more to write later, I'll come back, if not - you know I'm a busy boy . . It was nice to be at school again today. Take care my friends.
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